In a booth, she shuddered with sobsgiving the priest a confessionthrough a labored, snotty,voice of cracked words,smoldering with a euphoric high,believing her hitman pulled offthe hit.A Catholic… Read more “Confess You’ll Hurt Me”
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Frozen in Autumn
An insult escapes her quivering lips,spreading my heartlike a surfer falling beneath a frozen lake;she suffocates the passionfrom my lungs.She’d been walking on thin ice with me.No… Read more “Frozen in Autumn”
Boiling Cold Feet
We sat over a lavender glass of wine,explaining the reasonsto marry the next day.We flushed throughthe fears of the weight of leaving,when said and done, the otherwith… Read more “Boiling Cold Feet”
When I knew it was Love
A dream-like state caressesthe part of me that distinguishesthe authentic person I seewhen you shoot me a sultry gaze,tucking your long, dark bangs back behind your ear.A… Read more “When I knew it was Love”
Autumn Parking Rebel
Parking tickets make her wet;Her way of breaking the lawbeing a rebel;waving a middle finger at the authorities.She’s screaming into a phoneto a lonely, sad boy,holding the… Read more “Autumn Parking Rebel”
A Twist of Fate
Blood, that of my own skin,spreads the lengthof the blade, clenchingand trembling withthe handle of a knife plungedwith the force of a thousandsuns into where it belongs.My… Read more “A Twist of Fate”
Fear of Rejection
I hold a red rose to your nosebecause you’re allergicto affection.I hurt youbecause killingme softlyfoils my backup plans,slathering memorieson the wall;like the trigger of a loaded gun,my… Read more “Fear of Rejection”
Southern Belle from Hell
A fit of rage slips with her southern draw.She’d disappoint her new Boston friends,having a Rebel in Yankee countrywould go over as well as a rebelrunning through… Read more “Southern Belle from Hell”
Lies Before October
The way your eyes drift downwardattached to a sighwhen a lie escapes your lips meltsthe chivalry that flutters in my heartthrough the stars,in your ocean blue eyes.The… Read more “Lies Before October”
Farmer’s Autumn Death
I was a kid when I sat on your knee,riding through bumpy fields on your tractor.I giggled with anticipation and fear,holding the steering wheel.I admired you.I measured… Read more “Farmer’s Autumn Death”
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